President Daddy's spoils me too much

At the door of the hotel lounge stood Fu ting in a straight suit.

Ning Wan thought that Fu Ting was looking for her because of Anqing's business, and hurriedly walked over. "Fu Zong, just now I'm sorry, Anqing has caused you and the old man trouble."

"No problem."

Ning Wan didn't expect Fu ting to talk so well. His eyes turned and he asked with a trace of surprise, "are you really not angry with the old man?" Just now, Anqing stole the limelight of old Fu and occupied the space of others. The Fu family was not angry. That's a big deal.

Fu Ting nodded lightly, still looking cold.

"In that case, I'd like to thank President Fu on behalf of Anqing."

Ning Xiuyu took Fu Ting's big hand and looked up and asked, "handsome brother, do you say that Qingqing baby and devil will be together?"

"It depends on the fate of the two of them." Fu Ting crouches down, his eyes level with Ning Xiuyu. "Xiuyu, can I take you to see my grandfather?"

"President Fu, isn't that right?" Ning Wan led Ning Xiuyu to his side.

"Right." Fu Ting rose from Ning Xiuyu's side and said, "you'll go in, too."

"President Fu, what do you want to do?" Ning Wan doesn't think that he and Ning Xiuyu are qualified to meet and meet with the old master of Fu family. What medicine does Fu Ting sell in his gourd?

Fu Ting raised his chin, his voice was cold and a little excited. "You'll know if you go in."

The lounge is very big. One door is a screen with classical mountains and rivers, and then a group of dark gray leather sofas are going inside. Fu Yuanqing, with grey hair and crutches, sat on the sofa.

At the moment of entering the door, Ning Wan felt nervous and slowed down.

She raised her head and looked over. The curtain of the room was half drawn. The window opened a seam. She gently blew the gauze and made a slight rustle.

"Who do you want me to meet?" Fu Yuanqing turns around slowly when the voice of Zhongqi is full.

At the moment of seeing Ning Xiuyu, Fu Yuanqing's crutch fell on the floor.

Fu Ting approaches, picks up the crutch and hands it to Fu Yuanqing.

Fu Yuanqing was attracted by Ning Xiuyu and didn't pick up the crutches at all Who is this little guy? "

"Grandpa, what do you think?" Fu Ting stood on one side, holding Fu Yuanqing up slowly.

Fu Yuanqing kept his eyes on Ning Xiuyu and walked step by step.

The first time I met, I was so stared at. Ning Xiuyu was not shy and looked directly at Fu Yuanqing. "You are my handsome brother's grandfather. Should I call you Grandpa Zeng?"

"Grandpa Zeng..." Fu Yuanqing commented on this sentence with great emotion. He stretched out his wrinkly hand and held Ning Xiuyu's fleshy hand. "What's your name, little guy?"

"My name is Ning Xiuyu. This is my mother Ning Wan."

Fu Yuanqing looked at Ning Wan and looked at him carefully. "Are you the mother of this child?"

"Yes." Ning Wan replies to Fu Yuanqing and looks at Fu ting in silence. He asks himself and his son to come here. Why? As like as two peas as like as two peas, Fu Yuanqing

slowly squatted down his old body and stroked Ning Xiao's little face. "You and Fu Ting were very alike when they were little."

"Grandpa Zeng, many people say that." Ning Xiuyu blinked, showing a handsome and charming smile. "Grandpa Zeng, I feel so kind when I see you. I feel that you are just like my grandfather Zeng."

"You're a guy. Grandpa Tsang likes it when he sees you." Fu Yuanqing said and picked up Ning Xiuyu.

Worried that Fu Yuanqing could not hold Ning Xiuyu, Fu Ting hurriedly reached out for help. Fu Yuanqing looked at him coldly. "Although I am old, I still can't hold the baby."

Fu Yuanqing took Ning Xiuyu to the sofa and sat down. He put it on his leg and looked at it carefully

"Grandpa, this is the person I want to introduce to you."

Fu Yuanqing looked at Ning Xiuyu for a long time, then looked at Ning Wan, "what's your name? How old are you? Where is it from? "

Ning Wan replied in a low voice, and then said to Fu Ting, "can we go now?"

Fu Ting didn't rush to answer, looking at Fu Yuanqing, "Grandpa, I have something to say to you, let's take a step to talk."

"Let's just leave." How can Ning Wan do well? He wants to take Ning Xiuyu down from Fu Yuanqing's leg.

"Don't move." Fu Yuanqing likes the tightening that Ning Xiuyu likes. Holding Ning Xiuyu, he hides away. "Why are you so impolite? Did I say let you go? "

Ning Wan looks at Fu Ting, "President fu..."

"You stay here first. I'll take you back later. Maybe..." Fu Ting took a look at Ning Xiuyu. "You go back first. Xiuyu will stay with me for a while."

Ning Wan suddenly has a sense of crisis. Does Fu Ting want to rob his son? Is it because they look alike? Or is there another reason?

"What are your eyes?" Fu Ting squinted, slightly displeased.

"I......" Ning Wan accompanied his smiling face and said, "I just think Xiuyu is too troublesome for you. Besides, I miss him very much, so I want to take him back. Xiuyu, do you want to go back with your mother, too? ""If mom wants me, I can think about going back."

"I just don't want to go back!" Fu Ting said in a cold voice and looked at Fu Yuanqing. "Grandpa, we must have been waiting for a long time. We have to go to the banquet hall."

Fu Yuanqing reluctantly put down Ning Xiuyu, "little guy, you wait, Grandpa Zeng will come and play with you when he is finished."

"Well, I'll wait for Grandpa Tsang."

After Fu ting and Fu Yuanqing left, Ning Wan whispered to Ning Xiuyu, "Xiuyu, mother has a bad feeling."

Ning Xiuyu put his hand on the armrest of the sofa and looked at Ning Wan leisurely. "Mom, you don't think your son and I are going to be robbed, do you? Ann, you can rest assured. I like my mother best. I will never leave her alone. "

"It's rare for you to tell your mother. She is happy, but..." Ning Wan sat beside Ning Xiuyu, worried. "Don't you think it's strange that Fu Ting introduced you to his grandfather for no reason?"

"It's really strange..."

"Then you don't want to live with Fu Ting?" Ning Wan worries about the long night and wants Ning Xiuyu to go home.

Ning Xiuyu touched his chin and asked Ning Wan, "what do you think?"

……

After leaving the room, Fu Ting takes Fu Yuanqing to another room.

At the moment of closing the door, yuan Chuqing's hands trembled, holding Fu Ting's hands. "What's going on?"

"When I first saw Ning Xiuyu, I was also shocked. Later, I sent people to investigate, but they never understood."

"That little guy is so much like you. It's so much like you. I can't believe that you two have nothing to do with each other."

Fu Ting asked tentatively, "so, do you like Xiuyu very much?"

"How can I not like such a cute little guy? Don't you like it? " Fu Yuanqing seems to have got a big treasure. He is overjoyed. "Listen to what you just said, he lives there? In this way, you let him move to my place for a while, and I'll see if this boy will let you... "

Fu Ting could not cry or laugh. "Grandpa, I'll talk about this later. I want to tell you something else."